"We'll talk again tomorrow, right?" She asks hesitantly as he stares down at her lips. That same sly, crooked smirk forms dimples in the corners of his cheeks. "Of course, princess."
Luke then slowly paces over to the fence, trying to manage a straight line with each step. He puts his smoking cigarette in between his lips before climbing up and over to the other side, making a loud thud when he hits the ground.
Ella knows deep down that the chances of the two of them talking again, isn't looking good at all.
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four letter words // hemmings au
Fanfiction"maybe i'm afraid of love, but you could be just enough."
